Micropolitan Lyrics & Chords By Jet Johnson

Clap hands for stained ideas, There's many a carpenter turning wheels, Turning the wheels. But will they carve out anything real? Will I carve out a stained idea? Oh look at...read more

Depuis le temps que c'est promis nous irons tous au paradis- c'est un appel sourd une promesse aveuglante qui noie la conscience; ce paradis me pèse, son poids ...read more

Nightly You call me to the site of a great divide It always seems You can't be turnin' round once you choose to ride That's how it seems Do you recall Dancing as a...read more

Qualcosa sta per accadere, qualcosa di non bello stando ai segni. Si addensano le forme intorno. Il custode del futuro svelerà i disegni. Aizzerà i segugi a turbare la quiete. ...read more

The future fades Time and space A floating star We fell in love Is this what we want Nothing is ever far enough away I found myself What will we become? What will we...read more